Cultivation! My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration

In desperation, Jiang Li could only take the initiative to influence the result.

His method is also very simple. Through the spiritual root branch, he secretly gathers a network of "good friends", so that those talented disciples with strong roots can influence the elders of various sects.

Among the spiritual root parasitic cultivators captured by Jiang Li in the misty mountains before, a total of eleven came from various sects.

Jiang Li felt that they might be useful at the time, so he didn't kill them, but turned the seed of spiritual roots that had seized control into Jiuyou Earth Fruit and fed them to them.

It didn't take long now, and it really came in handy.

You must know that this secret realm of medicine garden does not actually have a real owner, but a place jointly managed by various sects of the Dazhongshan Xiuxian world.

Everything here is decided by the representatives of the major sects through consultation.

The opinions of these sect elders present mean the decision of the joint competition.

It is not enough for these elite disciples to export their requests, not to mention that they can play a decisive role. As long as they slightly affect the ending, it is enough to separate out one or two fruits.

He, Jiang Li himself, had a rare request to Elder He.

And what Elder He meant was that even if two Dao Jiguo were allocated as rewards, at most the two top names in this competition would have a chance to get them.

If it was Jiang Li's heyday, he naturally had no reason not to agree, but now, wouldn't it be safer to allocate it to the sect first, and then obtain it through the sect channel?

With the status of the Sutra Valley, it is an inevitable event to get a part of Daoji fruit, but Jiang Li is worried that there will be many dreams in the night.

Now in the secret realm of Medicine Garden, where the emperor is far away, Elder He can have direct decision-making power and participate in direct joint decision-making.

But if the Spirit Fruit returns to the sect, there will be no one or two people who are jealous of it.

Powerful people, sect elders, high-level relationship households. There are only a few Daojiguo in total, and the probability of Jiang Li's turn is really low.

And here, if you decide to distribute it, as long as you become the final winner, you will definitely get it.

For him, it was much simpler.

But the final result has not yet come down, and it is hard to say whether the joint competition will agree to take out this kind of fruit.

After waiting for a long time, this final round of competition finally opened.

Twelve beautiful female nuns flew out wearing long skirts tens of meters long and danced dreamily in the air.

That kind of beautiful dance of immortals, watching the tens of thousands of cultivators below, was fascinated.

Jiang Li noticed that Senior Sister Qiyu from Huichuntang was also on the list.

In this grand gathering in the world of immortality, in addition to the official black and white list, there was also a list of Luoshen through unofficial channels.

On this Luoshen list, they don't talk about strength, don't ask about their cultivation base, they only judge the appearance of the female nuns.

Those female cultivators of the sect stayed on their own territory on weekdays, seldom went out, and had few chances to be seen by outsiders. Now they have gathered together in this grand event.

For a time, a hundred flowers bloomed, and thousands of charming and charming.

Since ancient times, everyone has a love for beauty, which naturally aroused the enthusiasm of many monks.

Especially in the loose cultivator group, the intensity of the discussion on this is no less than that of the official contestants.

There are also some multi-talented people who have made a fortune by selling the portraits and statues of many female nuns on the Luoshen list.

The group dance of the nuns ended quickly, and they finally flew to the two mountains in the mist, casting two auras in them.

The spiritual light fell, and the thick fog slowly drifted away, revealing the final battlefield of this competition.

The two big mountains have obviously been transformed by the joint competition.

On the mountain, many tall trees that easily obstructed the view have been removed, and a climbing ladder has been mined around the mountain.

Going up the stairs all the way, there are flat and hard arenas distributed on it until the top of the mountain. On these two mountains, there are fifty arenas in the foundation-building period on one side, and a hundred arenas in the Qi-refining period on the other.

The two stone roads on the mountain lingered upwards, reaching the end, and where they stood for three days, they would receive the highest honor of the younger generation in the Dazhongshan Xiuxian world.

When Ling Dang was at his peak, he became famous in one battle, and the world knew it!

Jiang Li looked at the highest arena above the mountain. Who else would he give up in that place?

Standing on the top of the mountain and stepping on everyone's feet is not very polite, but he likes it.

Of course, before reaching the top, the first ten of them still need to accept the challenge.

As the top leader, Jiang Li will be the first to try to reach the top.

"Junior Sister Qiu Hua, I'll be waiting for you at the top of the mountain."

Before leaving, Jiang Li smiled at the girl next to Jianxiu, and then took out a scroll from his arms and handed it to him. It was her own painting of Luoshen.

"Brother Jiang Li, come on!"

Shenshan Qiuhua next to him took the scroll and looked a little blushing, and said something softly.

Immediately, Jiang Li took a few steps out of the crowd and flew to the entrance of the Hundred Battles Staircase.

Going up the stone ladder that was just opened up, but only a mere 100 meters, a figure stopped on the stone ladder.

"Amitabha, Junior Brother Jiang Li is offended."

The man standing in front of him had nine ring scars on his bald head, and his tan robe was stretched by his strong muscles, revealing bronze skin with a metallic luster. This image looked like a compassionate image. For Huai can't take it at all.

As the leader of the list, Jiang Li will meet five people who stand in the way on this road to the top.

If Jiang Li loses, the person blocking the road will succeed Jiang Li and continue to climb to the top, and will accept the test of five people blocking the road again.

And as long as you step up this long ladder, you will no longer get off-site assistance. After five consecutive battles until you lose, there will be no medical repairs to help you recover. You can only rely on medicinal herbs and medicine. Own.

If there is no strength beyond a certain level of the same price, it is actually quite difficult to reach the top.

And because of the rumor that Jiang Li was attacked, most cultivators regarded him as weak.

As long as you defeat a person who has not recovered from a serious injury, it is possible to reach the top. The qualification of this road blocker is naturally quite fierce.

Standing in front of him now is a monk from Cihang Temple, whose name is Zhengtu.

This person, Jiang Li, has also heard from his brothers and sisters. It is said that he is very famous in the competition, and is even considered by many people as a popular candidate to win the championship.

It's just that this person clearly claims to keep the precepts and not kill, but it seems that the cultivator who is fighting against him has a very high casualty rate.

Of the monks who had fought against him, there were not many complete ones after they came down.

Jiang Li stepped forward and greeted the other party.

Looking at the opponent's body up close, I have to say that Cihang Temple's body training methods are quite good.

This muscle is like a mountain of meat built up one by one. At least in terms of appearance, he is much more exaggerated than Jiang Li in terms of body size and muscular development.

Jiang Li himself put on a disciple's uniform that was one size larger, and his strong body still wouldn't look too abrupt, but the other party was just barely putting on a few pieces of fabric, and its role was limited to decoration.

"I heard that Junior Brother Jiang Li is also a physical practitioner, but today we have to learn from each other well, please!"

The other party spread out his hands and led Jiang Li to the ring beside him.

"Senior Brother Zhengtu is polite, please!"

Under the modest and friendly appearance of the two, there is a taste of tit for tat.

Cihang Temple has always been recognized as the overlord of physical training in the Dazhong Mountains, and almost no one can surpass it! Buddhist practice and physical cultivation complement each other, and have made a great name in the world of immortality.

But Elder He of Cangjinggu is an exception. The disciples of his lineage are all very powerful in physical cultivation. They are able to compete with the monks of Cihang Temple, and sometimes even overwhelm them.

Since ancient times, there has been no first and no second martial arts. This situation has made Cihang Temple very dissatisfied.

Don't look at the group of monks in Cihang Temple who recite the Buddha's name every day.

They usually abstain from greed, hatred, and hatred, but they can justify their rage with just one sentence of "Angry Eye King Kong".

Ever since there was a conflict with Elder He's lineage in terms of the status of body cultivators, this group of monks would like to compete with them whenever they have the chance to prove their dominance of body cultivators.

The two turned around and walked into the ring next to the stairs.

As soon as the monk Zhengtu turned around, he exposed the four door-paneled swords that he had been carrying behind his back.

The monk Zhengtu was a little over two meters tall, and these four large knives were almost the same height as him, and they would drag across the ground while walking, bringing up a stream of sparks.

The width is even more astonishing. It is no exaggeration to say that even if Shenshan Qiuhua and the little four senior sisters hide behind the big sword, they can completely hide it.

Um. . Senior Sister Qiyu can't do it, she's too big.

Jiang Li glanced at the four big knives stacked on top of each other, with a strange expression on his face.

It was the first time he had seen a monk use this weapon, and he also claimed to be a monk who would not kill.

So these four big knives, are they decorations?

Seeing that there is still a little blood on the knife, it is obviously not.

Walking into the arena, the two immediately opened a distance, because there is no referee in the arena, so as long as you enter the arena area, it means the fight begins.

There is nothing to say about being directly attacked and defeated.

Clang!

The sound of large pieces of fine iron colliding with each other came out, and the monk Zhengtu had already taken a broad-blade sword into his hand.

That kind of posture is more like a butcher than a monk.

"I don't know how Senior Brother Zhengtu managed not to kill him. Can you help him clear up his doubts?"

To be cut by that thing, what a long lifeline would it have to be lucky enough to survive.

Looking at the bloody weapon, Jiang Li still felt a little discordant, so he asked.

The ring-keeper Zhengtu opened his mouth wide, made a standard "Oligai" smile, and then raised his hand and threw the big knife out of his hand.

The door blade fell on the corner of the arena, and the all-metal hilt was directly inserted into the ground, leaving only the wide blade with a height of 1.8 meters standing there.

Immediately, there were three metallic vibrato, and the other three large knives were also thrown out.

Four broadswords separated the four directions of the arena, with the blades facing inward, surrounding the two people who were standing opposite each other.

"Well, it's okay to tell the younger brother, because the sword is not in the hands of the poor monk, and the poor monk never swings it. The monks who fight with the poor monk kill themselves when they hit the blade."

"As for why they are so enlightened, Junior Brother will soon know."

Ollie's smile disappeared instantly, but that burly figure still burst out with a very terrifying speed.

Just the next second, a cruel and cruel smile appeared in front of Jiang Li, and then a hand covered with ravines pushed towards his chest.

Judging from the direction he was pushing, he wanted to push Jiang Li towards the big knife behind him, so that he would be cut in half when he hit it.

Jiang Li was very speechless about this kind of forced enlightenment.

Buddhism's rhetoric and double standards are really speechless.

As soon as he dodged the big hand, Jiang Li turned behind him, raised his hand and pushed it forward.

He immediately accelerated the opponent's impulsive momentum to a level that was difficult to stop.

This Zhengtu's control of his own speed is obviously far inferior to Jiang Li's.

After being pushed from behind, the burly body couldn't stop the car at all, and slammed into the blade.

Pfft!

Tixiu's blood splashed in the sky, and the opponent's chest directly hit the blade with a length close to his height.

The generous broadsword was still very sharp, and it easily broke through the skin of the body repairer.

"Is that what you're doing to help people get enlightened? Senior Brother Zhengtu, you're right. This feeling of not killing has really calmed my heart a lot."

"After all, it was you, brother, who bumped into it yourself, right?"

Jiang Li smiled, as if he really understood some philosophy and was quite enlightened.

When the monk Zhengtu heard this, he didn't dare to breathe, and he also didn't dare to speak, because the blade was still embedded in his body, and even the slightest movement would cause his injury to become more serious.

puff!

A lot of blood spurted out of his body again.

The guy's thoracic and abdominal cavities have multiple open gaps, and even a small incision has been made in his bladder.

But even this kind of injury, for a physical cultivator, seems to be just that, not enough to break him.

Holding the blade between the two hands, he forcibly pulled himself out of the blade.

An unbroken line of blood from top to bottom seemed to divide the opponent into two halves, but the burly figure still did not fall down.

Jiang Li praised him, this guy is a ruthless man.

The muscles on the cut surface of the wound tightened, and they just squeezed to block the long and narrow wound, so that he could stop bleeding, and he was barely able to fight.

"Come again! The poor monk was just careless!"

Zhengtu raised his head to look at Jiang Li, and was about to use the majesty of Angry King Kong to find his way back.

But the next moment, Jiang Li's hand appeared on his chest and pushed forward gently.

Behind the ring-keeper Zhengtu, he collided with the huge blade again. That sharp edge, into the bone seven points!

If it were any deeper, this guy would have to split into left and right halves on the spot.

"This is... it's over?"

"The monk who guards the ring is defeated so quickly, how is this possible!"

"He is at the top of the list... Isn't he seriously injured?"

A large number of cultivators at the foot of the mountain saw such a magical fighting method, and there was an uproar, which was completely incomprehensible.

With Jiang Li's current movement speed, it is very rare for a foundation-building cultivator to catch a shadow. Most of the ordinary cultivators watching the battle at the foot of the mountain didn't even see what he did.

They only saw that the monk who did not kill the monk, who was famous in the big competition before, inexplicably bumped into his own big sword, and then he lost his strength to fight again after just two strokes, and the defeat was neat and clean.

In this strange battle situation, some people even think that the monk Zheng Tu is because he killed too many people by the method of "not killing" before, and now he is controlled by the demon, and he really committed suicide.

The appearance of defeat, just like the cultivators who had been defeated by him, was extremely tragic, and the terrifying wound, just looking at it, made the scalp tingle.

After leaving the ring, Jiang Li continued to climb the stairs.

Not long after he left, another monk and a ring appeared in front of him.

To his surprise, this person seemed to be a loose cultivator.

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